Hola senoritas and senors~! You must hate me. Chapter 6, hell yeah, of Little Kid, Big Problem. YESSSSSSSS I finally freakin' pieced this chapter together, dang it was hard and man, I know it's summer but my writer's block hasn't let up. Ok, I promise longer chapter, you get longer chapter. Here you go!
He saw white, and he kept seeing white, for Vegeta kept his half-lidded eyes glued on the ceiling as he lay on the couch in the living room Capsule Corp with his hands on his stomach. If one would walk in on him right now, they would mistake his position as relaxing. But, if one would look closely, you could see the tense muscles of his face and the slight clenching of his fists from time to time.
The prince was far from relaxed. His mind was racing a mile a minute. And at any moment he felt like his brain would collapse from over-working. One single thought kept him thinking, and that one single thought haunted his night. Why? Why did he have that dream?
Vegeta sighed deeply and sat up on the couch, his face buried in his hands. And he sat there; he sat there, unmoving, just thinking. He thought and thought and like a miracle, his face shot up and his eyebrows scrunched together.
That night… Vegeta thought. He remembered. That night; when he carried Goku to his house. When he was in the guest bedroom. It completely slipped his mind. That night, that action, the motive. He was about to kiss Goku.
Like a ki blast, it hit him. The emotions. The feelings from that night. He felt them all over again. But, they felt stronger then before. The tightening of his heart and his pulse quickening. The alluring feeling that was pulling him in. He even felt the air in the room get more thick, and the temperature get hot.
But as suddenly as it began, it stopped. He felt the room cool down, and his body return to normal.
What was THAT? The prince sat still once again, this time contemplating on what just happened. Apparently he could only think of one reason.
"I just had a realization didn't I?" He muttered out loud.
He suddenly remembered the two boys upstairs. Afraid that they might have heard anything, he focused on their ki. He relaxed when he found the ki to be calm and steady, signifying they are still asleep.
He returned to the matter of hand and focused on the floor. He DID have a realization. He felt something for Goku.
A picture of the adult Goku flashed into his head and he groaned, slapping his forehead and getting up. And at that moment he felt the tightness of his pants. Telling him a certain problem still didn't go away.
"I'm just so forgetful today, aren't I?" He growled and tried to will his problem away. When it didn't work he groaned and walked to the kitchen anyways, trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling with every step he took.
When he finally reached the fridge, he opened it and took out a carton of milk, chugging it down and wiping the corner of his mouth when he was done.
He sighed. Whatever he was feeling for Goku, he had to suppress it.
"Just because I'm single doesn't mean I can do anything, he's married," He mumbled. "And he's in this form too, and plus he's a man! How the hell would he react to this?" Vegeta leaned his back against the fridge and stared down at his empty milk carton.
In anger, he threw it down on the floor, lifted a finger and burned it up.
Ignoring the burn mark on the floor, he trudged back into the living room and took his familiar place back on the couch.
There was not much he could do at this point, even with his newly discovered unsure and confusing feelings. Maybe if he waited until this whole thing blew over… then maybe then…
"Tch…" He realized he was being stupid, even when this whole thing blows over, what would he do? The tired prince lied down on the couch once again and closed his eyes. As hard as he might try, the saiyan could not get another wink of sleep that night.
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"Ow!" A shushed yell that could be barely heard landed on deaf ears. Goku waved his hand back and forth in pain and frustration, looking down at the pieces of shattered glass on the tiled kitchen floor. He stuck his finger in his mouth and carefully picked up the pieces with his free hand.
He had awoken some time ago, easy since he didn't have a good sleep. The first thing he did was check his wife, only to find out that she was still asleep. So, he very quietly, tiptoed into the kitchen to get a glass of water for when she wakes up. But apparently, height was an issue here.
As he saw an empty, clean looking glass cup on the tabletop, he reached up trying to grab it. And as his fingertips just slightly grazed the edge of the cup, it suddenly tipped over, crashing on the floor and destroying itself in the process. Leaving Goku with a bloody finger and a very childish pout on his face.
He abandoned the kitchen after cleaning up the mess and headed back into the living room where he retained his position back on the couch, watching his wife intently. He was hoping the moments of her sleep would drag on, just so he didn't have to be the person to explain the whole situation to her. Goku thought for a second. Not that many of his friends know do they? In fact… he stuck out his fingers one at a time, counting. Goten, Trunks, Vegeta of course…and… Chi-Chi.
He felt a little depressed knowing that none of his friends had come to check up on him since he has gotten into this situation. His power level did almost diminish completely didn't it?
Goku looked down at his fingers, four of the five small fingers of his right hand were sticking out. He tilted his head in thought. "Four…" Why did it seem like he was missing someone?
"Your brats and my brat are going to Capsule Corp."
Vegeta's voice rang in his head. It lingered and he found himself in a small daze unknowingly before shaking himself out of his small daydream and he zoned in on the meaning of the words. "Gohan…"
That's right…Goku mused. Gohan is here… or at least that is what Vegeta said. Goku doubted that Gohan stayed the night at Capsule Corp. Mostly because of Vegeta. And he wouldn't have gone back home to Videl without greeting him first. So, that means he's home? Does Gohan even know?
Goku hoped off the couch in anticipation and practically hoped up the flight of stairs. Upon reaching the top, he looked around and like a sniper, locked on to Gohan's old bedroom. He nervously walked to the door and leaning up on the tips of his toes, he reached the doorknob and turned it, pushing the door open.
A pair of chocolate eyes, identical to his own, snapped up and connected with his.
Gohan sat on an old, worn-out bed, his face tired and sleep-ridden. The demi-saiyan was slightly hunched over his crossed legs with his arms laying over them. And while Goku expected Gohan to be shocked, horrified, anything. He just sat there, and stared at Goku with a silent gaze, as if waiting for Goku to be the first one to speak.
So that's exactly what he did.
"Hi…Gohan…" He started out awkwardly.
Gohan forced himself to sit upright and he gave his Dad a smile. "Hi, Dad."
Goku, with his hand still on the doorknob blinked once. Twice. What? No questions? "Umm… what are you doing here?
The taller in the room shrugged a shoulder. "Just visiting, but you were asleep and apparently Mom is too so I just went upstairs into my room and stayed here."
"Oh…"
An awkward silence filled the room and Gohan once again to Goku's surprise, looked quite comfortable sitting there on that bed. Tired, but comfortable. While Goku, was a bundle of nerves and sweat. He shuffled his feet and scratched at his head. But as seconds seemed like hours and Goku could take no more.
"Alright! What is going on? Why aren't you reacting!" He gestured towards his body. "You see this? I'm tiny and a kid!"
Gohan didn't respond and for a while there was once again silence. But then, there was a giggle, which progressed into a chuckle, which then evolved into uproarious laughter. Goku stood, bewildered.
After a couple of seconds, Gohan managed to calm himself down into a small giggling fit until he stopped completely. "Oh Dad… I already knew."
Goku looked at Gohan with a slight chuckle emanating from his mouth. "Oh, you do…who told you?"
Gohan shifted on the bed. "Goten and Trunks. Trust me, I don't even know why I'm so calm right now. I mean, I know what happened, but I never saw the transformation yet in person. It must be the lack of sleep." Gohan smoothly lied, having practicing it in his head so many times the night before. Also, concealing the fact from his Dad that he had in fact saw the transformation, but decided to not tell him, to stay out of any trouble.
The smaller in the room nodded in understanding. "Ah, alright." Goku grinned. "It's not that I told them not to tell you, I was just worried about your reaction."
Gohan smiled. "Well, there's my reaction. Nothing to worry about." He suddenly furrowed his eyebrows. "By the way… what happened to Mom?
Goku put his right hand behind his head. "Oh… That was your mother's reaction to this." He gestured towards himself. "Now, you can understand why I was worried." He gave a slight chuckle. "I just don't want to be the one to explain it to her when she wakes, so I'm glad you're he-"
The young saiyan from the bed waved his hands around frantically. "Uh, no thanks! I'm pretty sure Mom is going to blow a fuse when she wakes up and I don't want to be the one to explain the whole situation when she has a temper!" Gohan clasped his hands together. "Please, you do it, Dad!"
The small full-bloodied saiyan sighed. "Alright, I'll do it. Just because you're my son and I feel sorry for you." Goku smiled.
Gohan laughed a bit. "Thanks Dad." He then ran a hand through his hair. "You better prepare for the inevitable, because I have a feeling Mom won't be asleep for much longer."
Goku sighed again and turned around so that his back was facing Gohan. "Right. Hey, Gohan, try to get some sleep will 'ya? You look exhausted." Goku shot his son a worried look over his shoulder."
"It's alright." Gohan grinned. "I'm used to this, I used to stay up all night to pull of all-nighters for school."
"Well it still doesn't matter. Just try and get some sleep." Goku finished.
"Alright Dad." Gohan sighed and plopped down on the bed, closing his eyes.
Goku smiled and walked out of the room and back down the stairs. He made his way to the couch and looked down at Chi-Chi, who was still in dream world. But apparently, she wasn't going to be in there for long.
About 5 minutes passed and Chi-Chi's eyebrow gave a slight twitch and a she let out a small groan. Goku froze and he stared at Chi-Chi with obvious nervousness. Please don't wake up, pleaaaase don't wake up! He chanted in his head again and again. He whimpered and waited for the ineludible.
Chi-Chi's light lashes fluttered open and she straightened up and stretched her arms above her head, yawning. Apparently, not noticing her husband sitting directly next to her.
She rubbed her eyes. "Whew, when did I fall asleep on the floor? Must have been working to hard." She gave herself a proud grin.
Goku sat, staring at his wife with disbelieving eyes. Debating on either alerting Chi-Chi of his presence, or taking the chance to hightail it out of there. He decided on the first option.
"Um. Chi?" Goku muttered.
Chi-Chi looked around with a confused expression on her face. Her eyes landed on Goku. And she froze.
The smaller whined. "Oh, Chi, please don't faint on me again!"
She seemed to try and follow Goku's plea. Chi-Chi shook her head and rubbed her eyes again. "You sound like my Goku." She commented.
"Because I am!" Goku put his hands up in the air.
That's when the fuse ignited. "THEN WHAT THE FREAK HAPPENED TO YOU?"
Goku whimpered again and covered his small ears in vain. After all these years, he never had gotten used to Chi-Chi's screaming. He wondered for a second if Gohan could hear from upstairs. Lucky, he doesn't have to deal with this. "Chi, I can explain!"
She huffed and crossed her arms, glaring at him. "Please, do."
The saiyan jumped down from the couch to take a seat on the floor, directly in front of his wife. "Well, remember when Goten and Trunks went out to collect the Dragons Balls?" Goku started out, waving his hand in a circular motion while talking.
Chi-Chi nodded stiffly. "What about it?" She asked warily, already piecing together the story.
Goku sighed. "Well, apparently they did this to me, to do some kind of revenge on Vegeta." In a fleeting moment his thoughts wandered off to Vegeta but snapped out of his reverie and focused back on the matter at hand.
His wife gave him a confused look. "Revenge? For what?"
The saiyan shrugged. "Don't know, probably because Vegeta is a grumpy stick in the mud." Husband and Wife both smirked at that.
"Anyways, Me and Vegeta were…err…" He recounted the fight he and Vegeta were having before he got transformed. "Sparring, and then suddenly, the sky turned black and I turned out like this. We figured out soon it was Trunks and Goten."
Chi-Chi nodded, signaling she was still listening.
"So, we chased them down and Vegeta squeezed the information out of them, and basically that's it." Goku smiled sheepishly. "Oh and the wish is supposed to last for 6 months." He added.
"Right… And the reason you didn't come home yesterday, is that you were spending time with Vegeta." Chi-Chi stated.
Thrown off guard by the sudden change in subject, Goku searched his head for a reason to try and explain his ordeal to Chi-Chi. He put a hand behind his head. "Yeah, sorry Chi. This whole thing got me thinking differently. Vegeta's a great guy. I mean, I just hate the way he looks at me with annoyance. I just want a working friendship with the guy." Goku took a breath.
"Plus, I don't know why. But in this body, it's easier to bond with him. He," Goku tried to find the correct wording. "Takes care of me, like I'm his kid. It's weird, but nice." He laughed awkwardly.
At some point in the conversation, Goku relaxed his position and was sitting crossed legged with his left elbow resting on his thigh and the palm of his hand resting against his chin. He looked at Chi-Chi's posture and was surprised at what he saw.
She was relaxed also. She brought her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, leaning her chin on her arms. Her face calm, eyebrows furrowed lightly in thought. She looked younger. He was reminded of a young teenage girl, focused on her studies.
Right now, he thought. They didn't seem like husband and wife, excluding his current state. The looked more like friends chatting. He was brought back to attention when Chi-Chi opened her mouth to speak.
"That doesn't seem like the Vegeta I know and love." She said sarcastically which made Goku smile. She responded with a slight smirk. "I don't know Goku, watch what you're doing. This doesn't feel right." She said with a shake of her head.
Confused, Goku opened his mouth to question, but decided best against it. What could she possibly mean? He was positive Vegeta meant no harm.
Chi-Chi sighed and shrugged her left shoulder. "I don't know why I'm so calm right now, I should be infuriated. But I guess I have a soft spot for your child form. I suppose I can see why Vegeta supposedly feels what he does." She tilted her head. "You could past as Goten's twin."
Goku chuckled at that. "I guess I do."
Chi-Chi smiled a bit. "So, this wish. You said it would last 6 months? Who knows besides me, Vegeta, Trunks and Goten?"
The smaller saiyan visibly slumped. "Only Gohan. He's upstairs right now."
His wife's eyes widened. "My baby's home?" She looked like she was ready to jump up and rush upstairs.
Goku nodded but frantically waved his arms. "Yes! But Chi, he's really tired and I just set him off to sleep. So you can wake him up later and say hi to him then."
With a frown she nodded and stayed in place. "So, only that many people? I would've thought there would be more."
The small saiyan sadly shook his head. "Me too, I would have expected someone to have checked up on me, since my power level all but disappeared, but so far, nothing."
Chi-Chi felt sorry for her husband. "You said Vegeta treats you as his own kid right?"
Not knowing where this was going, Goku nodded.
"Just ask him to take you around and one-by-one tell everyone your ordeal." She suggested. It seemed like the simplest thing to do in her eyes. And Goku agreed.
He grinned happily. "Oh man! Why haven't I thought of that before?"
Chi-Chi smiled. "Because you can't do anything without me."
They both burst into simultaneous laughter. Goku wondered when was the last time he was able to have a nice conversation like this with his wife. Like friends.
After a few moments they both calmed down and Goku spoke. "When do you think I should tell them?"
The used-to-be fighter thought. "It's still pretty early now, you could ask Gohan later in the afternoon to take you to Capsule Corp."
Goku nodded. "That's a good idea. Honestly, thanks Chi!" He smiled at her.
She smiled back. "Hm. I'm tired, I don't suppose it's bad if I go back to sleep." She mumbled and took her position back on the floor and wrapped the blanket around herself. "Wake me up when you're about to leave." She mumbled.
Goku giggled and mock saluted her. "Yes Chi." He watched as she went back to sleep and he was left standing there, thinking of the afternoon to come.
Chapter END! What is going to happen with Vegeta? How will Goku's friends react? Chi-Chi AND Gohan feel like something is going on, they might be right. How will Vegeta react to being around Goku? Where the hell is Bulma?
Find out next time!
Ok, it's like 4 AM in the morning. I finally finished this chapter. *shakes a box labeled "Reviews"* Reviews for the writer please!